Strawberry On Broadway!

Like most Mets fans, Steve and I are men of refinement. We never wear white after Labor Day (pinstripes don't count), we tip 20%, and, from time to time, we check out the latest in off-Broadway productions. Last weekend, at the always reliable Upright Citizen's Brigade Theatre, we saw Darryl Strawberry's one-man show, Darryl, and it was brilliant--even with understudy Chris Gethard in the title role. Rather than rehash well-known events, Darryl tracks Strawberry's long, slow, painful fall from grace, showing us never-before-seen sides of the troubled ballplayer--how he was inspired by wheelchair basketball, how he patched things up with Keith Hernandez, how he found the cure for cancer (heroin, of course), and how, briefly, he reigned supreme over the pits of hell. It may sound like an April Fool's Day joke, but it's for real. It's also hysterical and highly recommended (even if you know nothing about baseball). Limited engagements in May. Check it out: Darryl